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Chapter 15 - CHAPTER 15. MOREMI OLAMIDE.

LATER THAT MORNING...

At that very moment, a huge commotion was erupting across the country. Media coverage from multiple outlets reported an extraordinary event.

The Bridge Incident from three days ago—when the Third Mainland Bridge was destroyed—had taken a bizarre turn: the bridge had mysteriously reappeared... on its own.

Social media exploded. News networks, content creators, and viewers alike were bewildered by the sudden development.

Some outright refused to believe it.

Even after seeing it for themselves.

[129,345,567 viewers]

#adidas3_How! I can't believe it. Really? Are you sure this isn't just some new internet propaganda?

#forexJudy_ What are you talking about? Weren't you there?

#BuchiMan_ It's the rapture, I'm telling you!

#redwing_ I heard the people who died in that incident were reported alive... at some clinic.

#Mardugi44_ Where is that clinic?

#redwing_ Sorry, it wasn't disclosed.

#Oluwa_ Really? I heard the cause was an explosion. Maybe they were kidnapped and returned by Boko Haram.

#1234okafor_ Please. Say something that makes sense. A bridge disappears and reappears? Sounds like a movie prosthetic.

#forexJudy_ Like I said... weren't you there?!

...

The internet was in chaos. Some were believers. Others skeptics.

On the bridge, it was just as intense—crowds gathered at both ends, arguing, praying, shouting. Media networks, police, and even soldiers were scrambling to keep order.

Among them was a woman—dark-skinned, dressed in all black, hidden beneath a trench coat. She stepped away from the crowd and pulled out a list.

One name stood out: Adaolisa Williams.

She was among the assumed dead—one of the many who had vanished during the incident. The list was highly classified, only accessible to members of the Branch Defense Agency.

"Once again, it's supernatural," the woman muttered, her voice heavy with exhaustion. "When will this end?"

She stared at the paper again.

Saint Augustine Hospital.

"I'm coming, Daughter," she whispered, a vow in her tone. "And I will repay the brutality done to you a thousandfold. I'll make sure the word Supernatural ceases to exist."

The woman was none other than Moremi Olamide, Second Unit Commander of the Defense Agency.

And right now, she was furious.

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